Alanna had ushered the children downstairs. "Sit and stay sat, you evil demons," she told them, her patience all used up. "I you MOVE I swear by the Goddess, you'll regret it!" She stomped into another room to cool down, when there was a loud knock at the door.

The children all scrambled to get it. Then, Cleon fell over and brought Daine down with him, who grabbed Numiar, who tripped George, who poked Kel, who knocked over a glass figure. Neal quickly caught it.

Alanna looked at Neal, shocked. "THANK you, Neal!" she said, dazed. "That was very nice of you."

He smiled at her, and began to walk over to hand it to her, when he slipped on his bootlace. Alanna scrunched up her eyes as the figure crashed.

"Ooops," Neal murmured. Kel pointed at him and began to laugh. Neal turned bright red and turned towards her. "Teeth," he murmured.



"Neal, let's see who's at the door!" Alanna said brightly. "Hm, I'm rather getting this whole motherhood thing," she whispered to herself.



Neal ran to the door, the other children following. "HELLLLLOOOOOO!" he called, swinging it open. He glared at the woman. "I'm the tooth fairy, and this is Georgina." He poked George.

"I'M their mother," Cleon announced, importantly.

"Alanna, why are there children here?" Thayet asked. "I thought I would come over and gossip, eat, drink, and gossip."

"Um, it's a long story. Come in," Alanna said, opening the door wider. "Go sit down while I find something to amuse the heathens with."



While Thayet walked into the sitting room, Alanna turned to the children. "Okay, I HAVE to talk to Thayet. You are going to all go to...um....go to...the infirmiry. Maude'll know what to do with you. All right? Come on, then." She began leading them down the hall.

George kept looking over his shoulder. "What are you looking at?" Alanna asked her minature husband.

"That woman. She's GORGEUS!" he said. "I wish she was my mommy."

"No, I'm your mommy. Er, I'm your wife...er...oh, forget it. She's a hag. Really. You should see her when she wakes up in the morning. Or cries. Oh, forget it. You're right. She's gorgeus," Alanna sighed. She pushed the children through a door. "Maude, amuse them!" she yelled, racing down the hall. Finally, some alone time!